#police horses 🐎

[cityzenchick]

The two great loves of my life 🥰 Manchester City FC 💙 ⚽️ and horses!!! ❤️ 🐴 would love to be riding like this in front of the open top bus crammed with a topless Jack Grealish, Erling Haaland 😍 😳 and the whole team celebrating 🥳 🍾 🥂 🍾 🥂 🍾 🥳 no wonder the policewomen riders are smiling!! 😁

#manchester city #police horses 🐎 #city celebrations 🍾 #mcfc #cityzens #pic by getty images #jack grealish #erling haaland #horses #manchester city fc

[anglerflsh]

police horses are an actual thing over there? it wasn;t just a thing Back Then? you have police with horses? 🐎🐎🐎<-heem? right tjere? do the police let you pet them if you ask really really nicely

They're absolutely for show, but in the Valentino park in Torino there's a police stable with police horses. They go around the park sometimes, and, yes, if you ask nicely they'll let you pet them (source is I did that when I was a child). Magnificent. I love horses.

#please assume we have horse police becajse europe is old timey. i fucking WISH those were the regular police transportation #anonymous #[.asks] #I'm an enjoyer of the horses there. comes with having done horse riding for seven years. big fan of horses me #GOD i wish i could do horse riding regularly again. hell on earth. where's my horse time. I used to be able to stand up on horses...

[thisisasideblog1]

i actually believe that doing extremely patriarchal things but with males instead is the only way to solve male violence. use all the cultural weapons available to kill their biological drives:

- abort most male foetuses: less criminals in the world

- teach men that they are naturally incompetent and too emotional to function and should only care about shallow stuff like their appearance: less men in positions of power and consequently less systematic rape, pedophilia etc

- have a matriarchal religion that doesn't actually worship goddesses, but instead a male deity that is held to impossible moral standards (like a male Virgin Mary) and shame men for not being like Him, until they start to compulsively police their own behavior and become very strict with themselves. if worshipping goddesses at all, make them be just regular women with very human flaws who can, idk, control thunders and be really scary. make them old grannies to avoid sexualization or make it forbidden to depict them. male deities on the other hand should be very young and beautiful but also virginal. you can also add oversexed male demons to your religion so male sexuality can finally be demonized and rightfully so

- remind them of how we used to live in a perfect world until a frivolous male did a stupid male thing and Scary Goddesses/Pretty God had to exile our entire species

- make them feel guilty for being born. tell them how you would rather have daughters because they're so much easier to raise. buying cute outfits is the only good thing about mothering a boy

- and if men complain about all of the above tell them that suffering is good and they'll be rewarded in heaven. actually men are really good at this suffering thing and they should be proud of how they never complain when treated like shit. it's one of the few things they're good at. women could never. <3 suffering in silence is so sexy guys!!!

- repeat this bullshit over and over until it becomes true

- teach them that being pleasant, inoffensive, and subservient to women should be their life goal. they should act in a way that's pleasant to women even when there's no woman around

- and if they don't like it, tell them that they're not in touch with their natural masculine instincts and should be very ashamed of it. because nature or whatever

- reprimand them harshly at the first signs of self confidence

- make them feel insecure about EVERYTHING from head to toes to their way of walking to their speaking voices. constantly compare them to other men

- but give them lots of praise and extra cookies if they act shitty to other men and defend women even if they're wrong. be careful not to overdo it though. make it clear that your love is conditional :)

- discourage them from exercising, learning self defense or doing anything that could make them stronger. that's a woman's thing and not acting your gender is the quintessential crime

- also keep them on a diet that would make them more peaceful and emotionally bland. in other words keep them malnourished, and encourage eating disorders

- men are the inferior gender btw. ever seen a horse? yes they're big. but they're so dumb! ever seen a horse do math? they're only good at breeding! actually they're also good at being trained by females! men should be proud of being like horses 🐎🐎🐎🐎 because 💕💕🌼🌼🥰🤗

and that, folks, is how you actually empower women! because doing that shit to us is how men empowered themselves in first place 😊

#now that i think about it most of these things are done to women as soon as they're born #so patriarchy literally relies on child abuse to break women's spirits and make them easier to manipulate #about the god part #most religions have a token female figure whose only function is to guilt trip women while pretending to exalt them #religion itself is patriarchal #radfem safe #terfblr #terf friendly #misandry #radical feminism #radfems do touch #radfems do interact

[sharkpupsblog]

😨 Lost Horse! 🐎 PART 3. Lisa’s friends.

A Sabine x GN! Reader fanfic!

Hi!!! Silly new part omg!!! Also i want to apologize bcs this is Sabine x reader fic and she . Hasn’t appeared 💀. I promise she’ll be here soon! Just one more part!!! Then she!!! 🗣🙏❤️ Once again I wrote. A lot . I wrote like 4 pages worth of stuff for this one part 😭 I broke two pages into this part and the other two will be in the next! Also I was sent an ask saying my stuff was hard to read due to my writing being close together 💔 so sorry about that everyone! This part has spacing and any other writing I do will also have spacing! Ty to the anon who sent in that ask and let me know what I needed to change! It was and it is very appreciated! :D pls do tell me if the spacing here is ok guys! ❤️❤️❤️ anyways enjoy! :D

Summary: Lisa and her friends come to get you.

Warnings: none.

You paced back and forth outside of your home. Your arms were crossed and pressed tightly against your chest. You’re so nervous, you can’t breathe properly. You feel like you’re going to pass out. Khaan stood nearby watching you pace. He let out a soft neigh wanting your attention. You looked to him frowning and mouthing ‘what?’ Khaan walked forward with his head low. When he got to you, he pressed his head against your arms.

You uncrossed them, so you could move the horse’s head up. You laid his head on your shoulder, hugging his neck. You buried your face in his mane “what are we going to do Khaan?” You felt like crying “why did you act that way?” Khaan let out a huff. You wished he could talk you wish he would tell you why he acted the way he did. You wished he would tell you who that girl was to him. You stood outside for a few minutes hugging Khaan close to you. You let him go when you heard the door to your home open. Your dad walked outside, and he looked upset.

You feared the worst. Surely the girl had pressed charges, and now the police were coming to take Khaan. “I called Lisa” your father started “and she said her and her dad won’t press charges.” So if they weren’t pressing charges then what was your dad upset about? “And she told me more about Khaan” your dad narrowed his eyes at the horse. Khaan neighed upon hearing his name, and he walked to your dad. The man let Khaan get close, but he backed away when Khaan tried to get pats from him. You stood surprised by your dad’s denial to pet Khaan. “Da-“ you were about to ask him why he acted that way, but he spoke over you. “Khaan can’t stay here” your dad suddenly turned cold towards the Friesian.

You shook your head “what do you mean he can’t stay? Dad what happened at Starshine won’t happen again I promise.” You didn’t want your dad to take your horse away. He shook his head “that horse isn’t normal” he pointed to Khaan who walked back to you. You stood in front of Khaan shielding him from your dad. “What are you talking about? All horses have bad days and that-“ your dad raised his voice, but he wasn’t yelling “I know about the eyes now!” You stood still feeling your blood run cold. “Lisa told me” your dad walked forwards “that horse isn’t normal you knew it and kept it a secret from me!” When your dad got to Khaan, he moved his forelock aside revealing the horse’s red eyes.

“This horse cannot stay here” he looked to you, and Khaan shook his head fixing his forelock. You shook your head too, and you put your hands together. “Dad please don’t take him” you choked up “please!” Your father frowned he hated seeing you upset but this had to be done. “Lisa will come tomorrow along with her friends, and you will take Khaan to someone who knows more about him” your dad cupped your cheek. “He comes from a dangerous place with dangerous people who are surely looking for him” your father feared for your safety. “You must let him go” he wiped your tears with his thumb when you started crying. “Go and pack a bag the journey will be long, and you will need-“ you pushed your dad away from you surprising him.

“I’m not going!” You cried turning to Khaan hugging him tightly. Khaan let out a snort pressing his snout against your cheek “you can’t make me go I’m not going!” You felt like a kid again begging your dad not to make you go someplace boring. The man felt like crying too this hurt him just as much as it hurt you, but Khaan couldn’t stay.

“Listen to me” he said in a strong voice trying to be strong for you both, and to get his point across. “His rider is dangerous” he waited for you to look at him. When you did, he continued talking “she will come for him, and I have no power to protect you.” The man put a hand on your shoulder “you must go with Lisa and her friends.” He huffed when you rammed into him as you hugged him. You cried saying you didn’t want to go, or let Khaan go. Your dad couldn’t hold back his tears anymore. He kissed the top of your head hugging you close to him “I don’t want you to go either, and I don’t want Khaan to leave but this is the only way.” Your dad broke the hug, and he held your shoulders. He was trying his best to stop crying “let’s go pack you a bag.”

You sat on the side of your bed with your backpack on the floor in front of you. It was packed with things you would need on a trip. You were usually excited for trips, but you held hate for this one. You closed your eyes trying to keep the tears pricking at the sides of your eyes from falling. You were in your room waiting for Lisa and her friends. They were in your kitchen with your dad, laughing and having breakfast. Once they finished you would start the journey with them to Goldenhills. Every time you heard them laugh you got increasingly upset. How could they be so happy? You didn’t know any of the girls, but you already hated them.

They were so happy even though they knew what you were going through. You looked outside seeing Khaan. He was tacked up ready for the journey. His head hung low, and his ears were pinned to the back of his head. You knew he was feeling like you. You wished again that he could talk, so he could tell you how he felt. You stood up when you heard a knock at your door. “Come in” your voice was rough from crying. You expected your dad to walk in, but instead of your dad, a girl walked in. She was dressed in fancy riding gear. Her hair was blonde with pretty pink highlights in it. If you had met in different circumstances, you would have complimented her hair, but right now you didn’t even want to see her.

She walked to you holding her hand out when she got near you, and she gave you a confident smile “my name is Anne.” She wanted you to shake her hand “and yours is?” You told her your name, but you didn’t shake her hand making your meeting awkward for her. Anne laughed nervously, and she looked at the door. More girls stood at the door watching you two. “That’s Alex” she pointed to a girl who was dressed in a very comfy looking style. Alex waved at you giving you a smile. “That’s Linda” she pointed to a girl standing next to Alex. The girl had cute round glasses and a very comfy looking cardigan on. You wished you had met all of them in a different situation so you could have complemented their styles.

Linda was already smiling, but her smile got wider when she was introduced, and she said, “nice to meet you!” Anne pointed to the last girl in her group. “And that’s Lisa” Lisa waved standing awkwardly at your door. Anne looked back at you “but you already knew that.” She was trying to be friendly with you, you didn’t laugh or smile. You just stood with a neutral look trying to hide how much you hated everyone in your room.

Anne was hoping you were just shy, and that’s why you weren’t talking but she knew better. She nervously wiped her hands on her pants. “Well uh-“ usually Anne spoke clearly, but your anger made her nervous. “We are leaving now” she walked to the door going to her friends “we’ll wait for you to say goodbye.” Anne smiled at you again. This time her smile was nervous. She held no confidence you took it all from her “we’ll be outside.”

TY FOR READING! :D

#ssoblr #sso #star stable online #sabinessofanfic #sabinessoxreader #khaansso #lisapetersonsso #annevonblyseensso #alexcloudmillsso #lindachandasso #ssofanfic #sharkpupsblogwrites!‼️🗣 #lookingforssomoots💔

[jfouler]

cowboy jamie thoughts 🐎

so jamie's on the run from his old employers, which i like to think were some shady government/bounty huntin/police business if we're going for like, a more realistic setting. if its where the supernatural exist then its just a western version of DUSK(shady monster hunting org from jamie's 'canon').

anyway, in either scenario, western jamie at some point was like "these people are shady and i hate them. i'm taking some of my salary and running" and they got pissed and framed him for murder or something. LMAO or maybe he did kill a guy who knows. he's a mystery. but he did Something for them to want this man dead

so he's just kinda drifting. staying far away from his family to keep them safe, in typical jamie fashion. he sends them anonymous letters and gifts and just hopes they know its from him. to WESTERN MAE(tm) her dad is like a cryptid.

BUT i have to make him painfully divorced somehow in every universe. so like, WESTERN MARCY(tm) has probably just... assumed he's dead or smth. she may have found a new man (or woman) is what i'm saying and he's heartbroken.

he has had many near death experiences and i think at least half of them have been horse-related.

i think his dad is still an author in this universe, and probably still alive? same for his mom. dad still writes of unfathomable horrors and the apocalypse - that hasn't changed. i think he'd probably still be decently well known too.

#i wrote this at . 2 am last night . #sleep can wait for cowboy thoughts.

[adiarosefandoms]

Today in Fandom History: June 20

Fandom: TV Shows

June 20, 2005, Wildfire first aired on the network ABC Family, that would later become Freeform. The show stars Genevieve Padalecki (formerly Cortese) as Kris Furillo, a girl who was just recently released from juvie under the condition that she be employed and stay at Raintree, a horse farm that had fallen on hard times, run by the Ritter family, after horse trainer Pablo vouches for her, seeing a connection between her and police horse in-training Wildfire.  The show has some common elements of an early 2000′s teen drama. There’s a love triangle between Kris, Junior (Ryan Sypek), and Matt (Micah Alberti) as well as one between Kris, Matt, and Danielle (Nicole Toubia). It has parties, girl fights, finding parents, as well as several examples of straight up shitty parents, but while it does follow some common plotlines, the show still manages to be recognizable for several other, some more important, elements. For one, the setting. Rather than being set in a high school or city, Wildfire takes place mainly on horse farms and racetracks giving it a more rural feel (at least when you’re not at the Davis’ place). We also can’t forget the shows namesake, Wildfire. The show revolves around horses. Kris falls in love with Wildfire, she becomes a ranch hand, then a Jockey. (Also, can I just quickly say how much I appreciate the fact that most of the time that is genuinely Gen riding the horses?) The farm depends upon horse races to continue being funded, Matt had a gambling problem that largely revolved around horse races, and every season climax included a pivotal horse race. The show was such a good watch. It had its moments of sadness, but it always cheered up, and the tension was both built and resolved wonderfully. Unfortunately, the show is not incredibly well known, so you can’t find it for free on any streaming platform, and I couldn’t even find it in my library system, so I had to buy the season DVDs, but I have no regrets on the purchase. If you need a break from the tropes of modern tv shows, this one is great. I think I finished it in about three weeks. It’s fourteen or less episodes per season, about 42 minutes per episode. And, this is a big selling point for me, despite being cancelled, they were given a final season for a resolution and it is a really good ending. Which isn’t always (maybe even rarely) guaranteed when you start a new series. Happy 17th Wildfire.  🐎🐴🐎🐴🐎 

#today in fandom history #Wildfire #ABC family #tv #television #Genevieve Padalecki #Genevieve Cortese #teen drama #2000s tv shows

[pristinetamara]

Introducing the boyfriend🥰

Xavier King, 30, born in the spring🌻

Twin brother of Omar King, who lives in Strangerville and works as a police officer.

Xavier lived in Strangerville with his brother shortly after joining the military. There, he helped the scientist and other military officials defeted the mother plant and cured many of the residents of the infection that plagued the town. Now he has brought a home in Chestnut Ridge, and living his dream life with his horse🐎.....He really wants Rea to move in with him but she keeps turning him down on the grounds that she is not ready for that level of commitment....they have been spending weekends at each other's houses so it's almost like they pretty much live together❤️

#the cavanaugh legacy #the sims 4 #gen 2

[solutionxfitness]

@metpolice_uk thanks 🙏🏿! Our #daughter is afraid of any animal 🤣👍🏿! But you encouraged her 😎 awesome 👏🏿! Thanks 😊 to the sergeant who was great 😌! Oops 😬 and Betty the 🐎 horse!!! #children #exercise #outdoors #fatheranddaughter #personaltrainer #cyclinglife #cycling #cyclist #fatloss #weightloss #thenyikas #london #londonlife #police #slovakgirl #londongirl @zuzka_solutionxfitness https://www.instagram.com/p/CeRrVSaoOnZ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#daughter #children #exercise #outdoors #fatheranddaughter #personaltrainer #cyclinglife #cycling #cyclist #fatloss #weightloss #thenyikas #london #londonlife #police #slovakgirl #londongirl

[cityzenchick]

Police horse named after Manchester City's Pep Guardiola | Hexham Courant

This is SO cool! 👍A police horse called Pep 😁 ridden by a lifelong City supporter 💙 ⚽️ just a shame it's not with the Manchester force 😍 I'd love to see a pic of Pep riding Pep!! 🤣

#manchester city fc #pep guardiola #cityzens #police horses 🐎 #mounted police

[postcardist]

You know about the sizes of the beer steins at Oktoberfest, right? So as the song goes, “Eins, swei, drei, g’suffa!” and it wasn’t long until OG and I asked for a third Maß. Oops. Those are the big ones. 🍻 Well, after much singing and dancing a few polkas, OG suggested we shouldn’t sit down or we’d be among Die Bierleichen — what the Bavarians call “beer corpses.” So we decided to take a long walk. But I was tired. And there was a blue horse tied up near a beer tent. Seemed to make sense at the time. (Did I mention the size of those beers?) 🍻 Well, we hopped on that horse and OG grabbed its mane and off we went. There was lots of shouting. And police whistles. It’s sure seemed like trouble at the time. But at Oktoberfest, it’s all about Gemütlichkeit. So, after we circled the grounds a couple times at a gallop, my lederhosen were chafing a little bit. And so were the security detail who were chasing us. Meanwhile, the crowd was cheering OG to ride faster. Finally, we’d had enough and OG brought Blue Horse to a firm stop. I nearly knocked her off. (See: beer size). 🐎 Well, it all ended well. OG did some fast talking and the next thing I knew we were being body surfed down a long table back to where we started. “Noch ein Bier, bitte,” I heard myself say. OG suggested maybe we should just go ahead and order brezelen (yes, big pretzels instead of big beers). Good choice, OG. And thank you for this card to remember that ride. @original.gitti #adventureswithog #ogandme (at Oktoberfest) https://www.instagram.com/p/CVvBElUAu4c/?utm_medium=tumblr

#adventureswithog #ogandme